#but they're close to each other and it depends on my mood lol

[msviolacea]

Two different people on my dash mentioned music from when they were 18 today/yesterday (today's backread, anyway), and I got an urge. So! A reblog thing! Go check this site and tag with your favorite song from the top 100 pop songs of the year you turned 18.

(Yes, those are the US charts. If you wanna use a chart from your country, feel free!)

[angel-eyes05]

bite the hand (chapter 2)

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pairing: spider-woman!oc x miguel o’hara 

summary: lorena's whole world was taken away from her in the blink of an eye, after she accidentally broke a canon event. lucky for her though, she was able to find a portal watch in her dimension and used it to get out before she glitched out of existence. unfortunately though, running from dimension to dimension, she's been named as an anomaly by the spider society. now, she's constantly on the run from them, their leader in particular. when she eventually gets caught though, she's recruited onto a mission to catch another anomaly who might be from her past. to her dismay though, her partner on this mission is her very captor. will she be able to stop arguing with him for long enough to get the job done?

info: enemies to lovers, maybe a slow burn depending on chapter count, oc is 24 and miguel is 27, both oc and miguel are super sad lmao, they're also both super violent so, they also hate each other what a slay, in regards to my oc you can read her character sheet right here

warnings: there might be spoilers for atsv in this so watch the movie before reading this, recreational drug use, blood mention, cursing, not much tbh

word count: 3.3k 

notes: again, if you see me use "you" instead of "she/her" just ignore it i probably missed it while proofreading and it's instinct lol. this chapter took me so long for no reason idk why

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“I think you’re being too hard on yourself,” Eddie said, jumping onto Lorena’s bed next to her. Lorena took a long drag from her blunt and passes it to Eddie when he snuggles in next to her. “I don’t know. I just have so much work due by the end of this week and I don’t know how to get it all done,” she said, wiping her hands across her face. Eddie took a hit, set the joint onto the ashtray on Lorena’s nightstand and pressed soft kisses into the crook of her neck, wrapping his arms around her stomach. “You already get super good grades, I don’t see how you can’t just not turn in one assignment. Take a little break,” he says in between pecks. 

She sighs. “I don’t know. You know how my aunt and uncle are.” They sit together in silence for a little bit, until Eddie presses his lips to her cheek and rolls of the bed. Lorena stared at him in confusion. “What are you doing?” she asked him. He looked through Lorena’s stack of records, pulled one out, and placed the vinyl onto the record player. Soft R&B music echoed throughout the room as Eddie walked back over to the bed, reaching out his hand for Lorena to take. She raised her eyebrow at him. “Just take it ok?” he said, a little annoyed. She sighed and put her hand into his as he helped her stand off the bed. He pulled her into him, placed a hand on her left hip, and put her into a swaying notion with him. 

“God you must be so high Eddie, you never dance.” 

“Will you just go with it?”

She sighed. “Fine.”

Lorena rested her head onto his shoulder and swayed with him to the rhythm of the song, the singer’s voice fading into the background with the rest of her bedroom as her senses melted away. She closed her eyes and all she could sense at this moment was him, wrapping both of his arms around her waist. He was right, this was definitely calming her down. Eddie Brock always knew how to get Lorena out of her bad moods. They’d known each other for such a long time that she had begun to think he knew her better than she knew herself.

There were some things he didn’t know about her though. Like how she had randomly gotten superpowers about a month ago and that was why she was spending less time with him recently. But if she were being honest with herself, it kind of felt like he was pulling away from her too.

She lifted her head from his shoulder and pressed her forehead to his. She brushed her thumb across his stubbled cheek, and locked her lips with his, his grip on her hips tightening. “Thank you,” she whispered to him once she pulled away. “Anything for you gorgeous.” She giggled a little bit and dug her head back into the crook of his neck. Her hiding place away from the world outside them

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Lorena could see the neon orange illuminations from the insides of her eyes. Once she finally did open them up, the effects of the poison now wearing off, the harshness of the light nearly blinded her. What was that just then? A dream? No, a memory. One of her favorites too. Her childhood best friend turned boyfriend, who she then ended up accidentally killing. She didn’t know it was him inside that monster. She had tried not to think about him too often, overwhelmed with the guilt of her actions, despite whether her choice was the right one or not.

Her head rested up against whatever forcefield/cell she was currently in. She tried to move the rest of her body up as well, but stopped after her ribs sent an aching pain through her body in protest. She was still in her suit, so she couldn’t examine how bad her injury was yet, but she could tell it wasn’t good by how much blood she was coughing up earlier. 

She took a look around her see through enclosure, trying to get a gauge of where she was. There were hundreds of other cages surrounding hers, only about half filled with people. Or creatures would be a better word to describe it. She felt as if she recognized some of them, such as a man with mechanical arms outstretched from his back, and a man with a lion vest. She sat there for a bit, taking everything in from her surroundings, her momentary peace interrupted when she started glitching again.

“I guess Jess forgot to give you the day pass while bringing you in.” 

“¡Ay, carajo!” she exclaimed, her heart nearly jumping out of her chest. She turned her head to see a guy, speaking with a thick cockney accent, guitar slung across his back, just rolling around in a chair down the hallway. “A warning next time would be nice.” “I thought you saw me,” he said, uninterested. 

“Hobie, could you stop conversing with the anomalies for five seconds?” This voice she recognized. The woman walked up from behind her cell up to who she assumed was the Hobie kid she was talking to. The woman was the same one who had debriefed Lorena when she first got shot into the wrong dimension, except this time she looked like she was pregnant. That must be Jess. “Just trying to make conversation,” Hobie said defensively. He played around with the watch on his wrist and opened up a portal to hop into whatever dimension he was heading into next. Jess rolled her eyes as another man followed up close behind her. The same man from earlier, still wearing that red and blue suit that was hurtful to the eyes. His mask was still covering his face. Both of them turned to face Lorena’s cage, causing her to slink further back into the corner instinctively, as if they were both about to eat her heart out. 

“Not so tough now without somewhere to hide, are you?” the man mocked. “Sorry if I don’t find waking up in cage as the most warming welcome,” she snapped back. “What? Were you expecting flowers and a carriage, you little shit.” Jess smacked his arm quickly, almost as if he were a child being reprimanded by his mother. 

“You’re a hard one to catch,” Jess said. “Your first instinct would probably also be to run if you found someone like him chasing behind you,” Lorena said, motioning to the man. He just stood there stoically. It pissed her off even more. She sighed. “Let’s just cut to the chase and skip the small talk and just tell me what you want fro-.” Her words were cut off by a harsh glitch. This one in particular stung around her ribs. She went into a slight coughing fit, and coughed up some extra blood into her hand after. “Shit,” Jess whispered to herself, and dug through her pocket to look for the day pass Hobie was mentioning earlier. Just before she could open a little hole in the forcefield to hand it to her, the man placed a hand in front of Jess, as if to stop her. Lorena laid on the floor in pain, panting from the glitch, as the man walked closer to her enclosure and crouched in front of the barrier.

His hand reached up to his neck, as her hooked his fingers underneath his mask, and smoothly pulled it off and tossed it to the side. God, he was gorgeous. Dark brown hair, the front slicked back while the sides hung free. Sharp cheekbones that perfectly sculpted his face. And those eyes. They were almost hypnotic. She couldn’t tell if the orange lighting of the room was messing with her vision, but she could’ve sworn his eyes were a crimson red. She prayed that she wasn’t blushing right now, the intensity of his stare putting butterflies into her stomach. After staring at her for a little, a smirk curled onto his lips, allowing his left fang to slightly peek out over his bottom lip.

He stood up, looking down at Lorena now, like she was no more than an injured animal on the side of the road. He signaled his hand back at Jess for the day pass. She tossed it to him, and he opened a slight crack into the cage and slipped it in. Lorena almost rushed for it, shoving it onto her wrist, and earning a scoff from the man. He turned his back to her and walked back over to Jess. She took a moment to look at him, confused. “We need your help,” she finally said.

The only think Lorena could do was laugh. And she laughed hard. She only stopped when her ribs quickly reminded her of their condition. “What’s so funny?” the man asked, annoyed. “Nothing,” she said, wiping the tears forming in her eyes and a pity smile forming on her face. “I just can’t think of a single reason you think I would help you.”

“Because if you don’t, we take that wristband away and throw you back into the streets,” he said coldhearted. “See how much fun it is to have your atoms slowly ripped apart, one by one, into nothing. You’ll wish we had killed you ourselves instead of being a victim to time as it waits for the right time to finally end your suffering.”

Her smile slowly dropped. A smirk formed on his face. She wished she could smack it off. She must have really been a problem for him to be getting this worked up over her little comments. Jess just sighed, tired of him constantly taking his bad cop role too far. “Well, if you do help us, I can promise you this. You get to keep that little day pass of yours, and we’ll drop you off in whatever dimension you’d like, and you never have to see any of us again.” Then it was the man smacking her arm this time. “Jess…may we have a word for a second,” he said, as calmly as he could right now. “Of course we can Miguel!” she said back, with fake enthusiasm. Huh. So that was his name.

Miguel pulled Jess farther back into the room and began talking to her. Lorena scooted closer to the wall closer to them, trying to make out their conversation. She caught a few sentences. 

“That is not what we agreed to!”

“Hey, you get to go off script, so do I. Plus, what are we really gonna do with her once the mission’s complete?”

Mission? What mission?

“It’s not like she has anywhere else she can go. You’re just gonna stick her back into one of these cages for the rest of her life? ”

“I’d rather that then have an anomaly just running around on a world that isn’t her’s.”

There was that word again. Anomaly. She hated the way Miguel would say it. The inflection in his voice making it sound like a dirty word. That she was a dirty person.

“Come on O’hara, you have to have at least a little bit of compassion left in there.”

It went quiet for a bit. She couldn’t tell if they had just stopped talking, or if they had gotten quieter. Then she saw them walking back over to her. She scooted back to her corner of the cage. Miguel sighed deeply before talking, and Lorena could’ve sworn she heard a quiet “Ay coño” under his breath. Then he spoke.

“If you help us, we’ll let you free and you’ll never have to see any of us again. But try and dimension hop after we leave, desert the mission, or try anything slick and I swear-.” Jess smacked him again. “Do you agree to the terms?” She said. Lorena took a second to think. “....You haven’t even told me what the mission is yet.” Miguel let out a long sigh and turned his head to stare at Jess. She just shrugged. He could feel the gray hairs growing on his head as Lorena spoke. “Lyla?” he called out, pressing his bridge with his fingers. “Yup,” the same avatar from earlier said as she popped up. This must’ve been his assistant or something. “Can you pull up the mission file?” “....What’s the magic word?”

Lorena could’ve sworn she just saw three new wrinkles pop up on Miguel’s forehead. “He’s gonna shut you off pretty soon Lyla,” Jess interjected. “Ugh, fine,” Lyla said. A tiny illuminated file cabinet popped up as Lyla sifted through it. “Could you spare us the antics for a second?” “Hey, if you’re gonna turn me into your personal slave, you might as well let me have fun with it,” Lyla shot at Miguel. Lorena hoped Miguel couldn’t hear her slight giggle. Her hopes were crushed when she saw Miguel giving her a death stare to her out of the corners of his eyes. She slouched down as an attempt to hide away from his insistent glare

“Here it is!” Lyla exclaimed, pulling up a digital file. She threw it to the floor, causing a slideshow presentation to pop up out of it. The first slide was simply the front cover of a file. “Thank you Lyla,” Miguel said. “At your service,” Lyla replied, taking a bow, and then popping out of the room. Miguel took another sigh, seemingly the only emotion he expressed other than anger. “Take it Jess,” he said, facing her. Jess walked up closer to Lorena’s enclosure before swiping the cover of the file open.

“So obviously, you’ve gotten the whole idea of anomalies through your head at this point.” “It’s hard not to when you two wont shut up about them,” Lorena responded. Jess ignored her attitude. “Some just happen to be more dangerous than others, and also slip through our fingers easier. I’m sure you would know a lot about that.” Lorena gave Jess a big, forced smile. “It’s my pleasure.” Jess returned the smile. “We have one in particular that, like you, has managed to get a hold of one of our watches. He’s been hopping in between dimensions at fast speeds and seems to be gathering materials for something. We’re not sure what for. Which means we have to catch him as soon as possible.”

“Uh huh, uh huh,” Lorena said, uninterested. “Why do you think I’ll be able to help you though.” “Because we’ve found that you’ve had a particularly close relationship with one of his variants,” Jess said, flipping to the next slide. “What the hell does that mean? You guys don’t make any sen-.”

She looked up at the projection. Her eyes softened and her mouth laid slightly agape. Her eyes had to be fooling her, there was no way. But there he was. His picture brought memories flooding back into her head. Her nails scratching through his blonde-ish hair. Both of them smoking in her room. Him running into her arms when things were getting too rough for him back at home. He hadn’t just been her boyfriend. He was her best friend too. One of her only ones on top of that. But at the end of the day, all of the warmth that their time together brought to her was quickly washed away by the returning sight of her hands drowning in his blood as he faded away from her. Would she have still done “the right thing” if she knew it was him inside that creature. She would constantly run away from that thought every time it would sneak its way back into her mind. 

She couldn’t find it in her to care about the slight smirk Miguel was giving her, amazed at how easily a picture could knock her off her high horse. He probably enjoyed seeing her so vulnerable. Jess on the other hand, had a slight frown on her face, understanding how much this had to be messing with her.

“It’s not yours,” Miguel said, breaking the silence. “The multiverse might be weird, but it can’t bring people back from the dead. This Venom is from Earth-86. Yours was from Earth-2497.” “Yeah…I know,” Lorena said, almost as if she wasn’t fully there. “We’ve seen your history with Eddie Brock through the the scanners. You’ve gotten to know him better than any of the rest of us have,” Jess said. “You might be able to tell his next move. His patterns.” Lorena was quickly catching on what Jess was saying. Before Jess could continue her proposition, Lorena stood up and quickly interjected. 

“Nope, no no no, no way. I’m not catching him for you. You can’t seriously think that you can ask me to catch an alternate version of my dead best friend and I would agree,” she said, panic in her voice. “For once I agree with her that this is a very bad idea,” Miguel said, clenching his teeth towards Jess. “You have anyone else you wanna recruit?” she asked rhetorically to him. “You won’t be able to stop her emotions from getting in the way of the mission,” he said, avoiding the question. “It’s rude to talk badly of your guests while they’re still in the room,” Lorena shouted sarcastically at Miguel. “Cállate! I’ll get back to you in a second,” Miguel shouted back. Jess sighed. “Well it’s a good thing I’m not going with her, because I’m sure you’ll do a great job at that.” His eyes widened in horror. So did Lorena’s. She started laughing. “¡No mames!” she chuckled, still in disbelief. 

Miguel looked at her, bewildered at her laughing fit. “Jess that is, not, what we agreed on.” “I know, I know, but I had a talk with my husband, and he doesn’t want me going on any dangerous missions while I’m pregnant, and we don’t know how tough this guy is going to be. So I think it’s better if you take this one. And plus, just like you said, I won’t be able to keep her under control. But I’m sure you can!” she said, a sarcastic smile on her face. Once Lorena finished laughing, she turned to face Miguel. “Yeah I’m sure you’ll do a great job controlling my emotions,” she shot at him. Miguel almost pounced towards the cage, before Jess put her arm in front of this. “Can you please just do this one thing for me?” He took a second to think. Then he sighed. “Fine.”

“Thank you,” Jess said softly before walking away. Miguel walked up towards the cage and put in a combination to open up the enclosure. “Wait, hold on a second, so do I not get a say in this?” Lorena scoffed. Once Miguel had opened the door, she tried to make a run for it, but was stopped when Miguel grabbed her forearm. He pulled her into his chest. This is when she was finally able to gauge how massive he actually was. She was never really considered short, being taller than most girls her age throughout her school years. But up against him, she felt like an ant. 

“No. You don’t, chiquita,” he finally whispered into her ear. Chills rolled down her spine at the intimacy of all of this. The nickname only made her even more upset. He whipped her body around and placed a forcefield around her fists, shackling both of them together. He almost had to drag her out of the containment room and into his office to discuss the details of the mission.

She had almost wished that she had stayed in that basement, not prepared for whatever torture this man was going to bring onto her.

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NEXT CHAPTER

a/n: NEVER TRUST A MAN WHO CALLS YOU SHORT EVEN THOUGH YOU AREN'T‼️‼️‼️ (ive been a personal victim of this so yes i was projecting a little lmao)

taglist: @the-ikran-man @jenniferdixon05207 @yuuuumii @elwyn7 @waniesss @lust-for-pan

[fonulyn]

how are things? and I was wondering if you've got a favorite fic that you wrote or if its just too hard to choose?

i've been down with a cold so things are kinda annoying but it seems to be getting better at least so maybe things are looking up :'D thanks for asking!

oh damn. it is hard to choose. and it also depends on my mood, and like... some are faves because they were fun to write, some because i like how the end result turned out, some bc friends liked them, and so forth. it depends on what kind of a favorite we're looking for :3

i scrolled through my RE fics and tried to pick only the top faves and still ended up with thirty fics :'D (and sorta sad bc so many of them were not crowd pleasers lmao)

but! shameless self-recs under the cut! (it got long lol sorry)

we didn't know how to fly so high (burned down before we reached the sky) (Chris/Leon) - this one's special because it's the first RE fic I wrote and it's what ended a three year dry spell of me not writing a single thing. it's also special because back then i could go "OH ONE NOTE!" and post the second chapter lol.

haunting in my head (tempting me, inviting me to fall asleep in its arms) (Piers/Leon) - since I picked the first one, I'm also gonna pick the latest one. this was the kind of an idea that plagued me until I got it written and i'm super pleased with how it worked out!

and it's kind of obligatory for me to mention the self-indulgent series, because for so long it was what kept me going and what kept me writing when nothing else worked. it might not be the best thing i've written but it's for sure what i've poured most love in.

tear me open (and make me whole again) (Piers/Leon, past Krauser/Leon) - from my whumptober fics this one i was the most excited about. i know it's got quite a bit of violence in it but like. i thought it hit all the right notes emotionally too, and i honestly wished it would've done better. i think it's worth it! am still happy with how it turned out.

(honorable mention to haunt you like it's part of you, another Piers/Leon and past Krauser/Leon, which is something i am really really into but apparently it's just me :'D but I really like the way the pairings clearly contrast each other tbh, i just think it's neat)

in the end it's you and I (Piers/Leon) - this is another whumptober fic I was super excited for! i'm beyond pleased with how it turned out and at least I feel all the right emotions while reading it.

all the things you are (Jake/Piers) - honestly I could've picked pretty much any of the Piers/Jake fic I've written because they were all really fun to write and their dynamic is super fun :'D I love the little bits in re6 where they interact bc they get on each other's nerves in all the right ways!

when it comes to metaltango, they're pretty much all close to my heart lol but can't help but follow in spite of going insane is something i regularly think back to and am still happy with how it turned out. same with the Krauser's back series, and question all my doubts, especially.

never too much to ask for (Piers/Leon) - this one is so very very important to me because LEON LEARNS TO BE LOVED. he learns to not only accept comfort but actually ASK FOR IT and it makes me emotional just to think about it 🥺

gonna show you tonight (Piers/Leon) - this one just makes me very happy.

and then there are the Piers/Leon ones where I've inserted Piers into a game/movie he isn't in, and honestly, those are ALL something I've had fun with and love the results! there's re2 with Piers, re4 with Piers, Damnation with Piers, and a combo of re4/Vendetta/og stuff with Piers! also the other re2 with Piers but that one only has one chapter for now so :'D

heal the scars and change the stars (Piers/Leon) - this one was based on a dream I had and I can still remember the exact vibe of the dream, and the way it haunted me afterwards, and I'm honestly really happy with the fic too. I have a thing for breaking up and getting back together it seems :'D

you're a dream (Piers/Leon) - this is something I've always always wanted to write, because soulmate aus are interesting but I've always gravitated towards imperfect soulmate systems, where it takes real effort to find them, and it's not so clear cut. and I honestly love how this turned out.

at the shore of the unknown (Piers/Leon) - another thing i always wanted to do was a soft apocalypse. this was supposed to be the first fic of a series, and the series is probably not happening, but i'm still content with the mood of this fic as is :3 i love these... slow empty worlds.

before I even knew your name (Piers/Leon) - THIS! this was SO MUCH FUN i don't know if I've ever had as much fun writing a fic :'D idk it was such a joy.

i crave therefore i am (Piers/Leon) - this fic however fought me every single step of the way, i wrote it like three times, and hated half of the process lmao, but i do love how it turned out. and the first scene is one of my all time favorite scenes i've ever written in my life.

to feel again (fwb!Chris/Leon at first, Piers/Leon eventually) - this was supposed to be a quick little oneshot but in the end it spiraled into something longer, and I do love it. like. the whole point of the Chris/Leon bit was that neither of them is the bad guy or wrong but they just weren't right for each other at that point in time, and then I enjoyed letting Leon build trust and a new relationship with Piers slowly at his own pace. 10/10 would write again :'D

last chance garage (ot3) - this one was very emotional to write and also got SO out of hand bc it was supposed to be like 1k max and in the end I wrote 8k lol. but it's my favorite ot3 fic.

winter lovin' (there's snow one like you) (Piers/Leon) - this one is super special to me because it happens in Finland :D they're vacationing on my home turf lol. but also because they're so in love, and they get to have fun and be together and. idk. the whole fic makes me all "🥺💖" like i literally turn into a physical embodiment of those two emojis. i love the fic.

stay until the end of life (Piers/Leon) - this one was also very emotional to write and I wanted to put them through a lot, and show how they really are in it for better and for worse. i wanted to show the struggles too, like... they love each other. they wanna be there for each other. but it's not always that easy. and I do think it worked out great.

three words to last forever (Piers/Leon) - I'm gonna end this way too long list with this because it's the first (and so far only) time I wrote a "choose your own ending" story and it was so much fun! I wish I could do a bigger story where you get to make multiple choices, but that would require some serious brainstorming lol. anyhow, I'm happy I got to do this! and happy with it turned out! especially the saddest ending :'D

now I'll shut up with my deepest apologies lmao.

[spidercookie18]

Which of the Lost Boys do you think is the most likely to…

Be mistaken for a celebrity?

Have visited the most states or even countries?

Have a collection of books that they may or may not have read entirely?

Speak a foreign language fluently?

Identify types of flowers?

Have the most body count?

Be a sadist?

Be the best at math?

Give someone the wrong directions (intentionally)?

Be an extra in a zombie movie?

Have read a Harlequin book?

Win at trivia?

Give the best hugs?

Fall from the tree?

Enjoy pineapple on their pizza?

My babies!

ALSO: I mention 'adult topics'. So kids, fuck off okay?

Aightttt let's get this shit staaarteeddd

Which of the Lost Boys do you think is the most likely to…

Be mistaken for a celebrity?

I actually know fuck all about celebrities. But I’d think that Paul and Dwayne would get mistaken for celebrities, or rock stars, just because they look so rocker. Mostly Paul, but when he’s flustered he doesn’t know what to do, so the others have to come and save him like, “yeahhh we’re in a band. A rock band. Wanna come rock out with us?” Of course they’re gonna eat the groupies, but why not have fun with it?

Have visited the most states or even countries?

David- he is old as balls, he's been in at least the US and Canada, and he's gone through most of the contiguous states with Max. Least is Paul, he’s kinda like Charlie from IASIP when they try to leave Philly and he does everything in his power to stay there, lol. Gripping the cave walls while all the boys pull on his legs trying to get him to leave, sweet baby loves his new home and doesn’t wanna go anywhere, “you can’t make me!” type stuff when they’re just going down the road.

Have a collection of books that they may or may not have read entirely?

Collection of books? Dwayne, but he reads them for Laddie; they’re a combination of children’s books, philosophy and romantic nationalism. Books for themselves, David. He's a hoarder, and secretly looooves romance books, especially the dirty kind of dramatic ones. Paul probably has some comics or manga’s, just cause he likes looking at the pictures. And Marko has a few books on different species of birds and flowers.

Speak a foreign language fluently?

All the boys do! Marko and Dwayne’s mother tongue is not English. David and Paul were bilingual from childhood. David speaks French, Marko Italian, Dwayne Russian and Spanish, and Paul speaks German. But of course, they’re all teaching each other how to speak their language. Kinda like duolingo, except if you don’t practice it’s not an owl coming for you, it’s a big scary ass vampire.

Identify types of flowers?

Marko, David and Dwayne because of their mothers, and Paul because boyscouts.

Have the most body count?

Before death? Close call between David and Marko, but I'd say Marko. AD? Between Marko and Paul, or maybe Paul and Dwayne? They all b fuckin, and honestly when you get old enough you stop counting. Buuuuut David is the least promiscuous, just cause it's hard for him to find a compatible partner. He likes to flirt, but he usually turns them into a capris sun before he even gets his pants off.

Be a sadist?

Sadist??? In a vampire??? Naaaaaah. Lol. From most sadistic to least is Marko, David, Dwayne, and Paul. Sweet baby Paul is more sub than dom, Marko is dom/sub but you have to drag it out of him. ALSO, depending on how someone fucks with the boys (like pisses em off) they can be 0 to 100. They all have the capacity for it, just mostly Marko and Dwayne stay ready to fuck someone up for their family.

Be the best at math?

Best at math?...... Paul, but only because he thinks it's a "party trick."

Give someone the wrong directions (intentionally)?

All of them?? lmao. They're assholes, love. Depending on their mood it can be not as bad, but also who would ask these specific boys for directions???? Not me, and I am obsessed with them.

Be an extra in a zombie movie?

Marko and Paul would love the attention, but they might get too into character so David and Dwayne would have to tag along to make sure they didn't actually eat someone alive on film. They'd have sooooo much fun with it, and the boys would steal soooooooooo much shit from set lmao.

Have read a Harlequin book?

*Googling what this means* ooh, you mean smut? Yeah, no all of them have. Dwayne started it. He’s got a solid stash hidden somewhere, then Paul found it, blushed and Marko saw him. Paul, sweet thing was giggling and then got embarrassed, so Marko went to investigate. Marko got bricked up, then started keeping a stash. Then he became a problem with it, David had to confiscate it and then HE got bricked up. Anyways, the boys share books now 😂😂 it's a group effort to maintain and add to the collection.

Win at trivia?

(Technically they all could bc telepathy, and you KNOW they would cheat) but id still have to go with David. But only when he is belligerent levels of drunk. This fucker is so gd old he knows everything. Yes, even the nerd stuff. Then the boys have to leave early because he'll start saying some, "back in my day it was actually..." shit, talking about the 1800s.

Scaring the hoes type behavior, smh.

Give the best hugs?

I gotta skip this one, thinking of the kinds of hugs they would give made me giggle like a bitxh in heat. I'll come back to it later. Probably Marko, because he secretly loves giving hugs. He will pretend he doesn’t but if you ask him for a hug when you’re crying or something he will never let you go. Then Dwayne, just cause hes so big, like it would be a bear hug. Then David, because he is so warm with those damn jackets. Last is Paul because he'd accidently stab you with his safety pins.

Fall from the tree?

Paul. My hc for Paul is that he is a MAGNET for bad luck. Sweet baby would be dead if he was still alive. He’s fallen out of the sky while flying, like he thought it would be funny to freefall and then forgot to stop before he got to the bottom. He broke a SHIT TON of bones when he hit the ocean surface. David told him not too, and he didn't listen. Also fallen off his bike quite a few times, also Marko’s bike and Dwayne’s bike. Got thrown through a window and ate glass, like he just got it in his mouth and swallowed it. Got hit by a train, bus, multiple cars, David’s ran him over on the bike too lol, and almost sucked into a jet engine. Tried to do the Houdini escape thing and fucking drowned. David just sat back and told the guys not to free him, said he "had to learn to stop doing shit like that" and they just watched him drown. After a few minutes Paul just stared at them and pouted, David half contemplated leaving him there, but Paul started crying. Got Attacked by wolves, a flock of seagulls, one time a rat bit him, and he got bubonic plague. So yeah, he’s definitely fallen out of the damn tree. I can see him bouncing up and down in excitement before feeding time and slip and fall like 10 feet lmaoooo, the guys all got caught sitting in the tree because they busted out laughing. This poor baby has full-blown bad luck.

Enjoy pineapple on their pizza?

Dwayne lolllll. Marko would give him shit for it and Dwayne would be like "shut up and eat your pizza before I throw you in the ocean."

[yanderes-galore]

Yandere rivals Lance vs Keith ~ (platonic/ romantic vibes for both if that makes sense ?) with a paladin in training ?

I haven't finished the show but I did do some research. If things seem wrong or out of character that's why. I got impatient and really wanted go write this also it's been in my drafts for a bit :( I may rewrite this in the future if it makes no sense.

(AU where Darling is trained to be the Blue Paladin by Lance and Keith-)

Edit: I actually want to flesh this out at some point, I can make this AU work with more tweaking lol.

Yandere! Lance vs Keith

Ft. Paladin-In-Training! Darling

Potential Voltron: Legendary Defender Spoilers/Black Paladin! Keith AU

Pairing: Platonic/Romantic - Rivalry

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Jealousy, Dubious companionship, I'm going against canon plot intentionally for once in my life, Manipulation, Leans platonic but either works, Possible OOC characters I apologize in advance, Overprotective behavior, Controlling behavior, Mature language at one point, Slight violence, This is mostly just them being competitive.

There's two ways I could tackle this.

I could've written this with Black Paladin! Keith and Red Paladin! Lance but I also could've done a more general version with them still as their previous colors.

For this I'll base it sometime after Keith gains the Black Lion and Lance swaps to the Red Lion with research I did but in an AU. (I'm sorry if things seem off due to this :()

When the Blue Lion lacks a Paladin after Shiro's connection got severed from the Black Lion, something needed to be done.

A Paladin is needed for the Blue Lion... and you were chosen.

How you meet Lance and Keith is through your training.

Zarkon is still a threat and you can't form Voltron without the Blue Lion.

Essentially the gist of this is Lance and Keith act as teachers towards you, that was the idea in my head even if it doesn't make sense in canon.

Let's bend canon a bit as much as I hate to.

Obviously Lance is going to want the job of teaching you.

He knows the Blue Lion better than anyone, right?

Meanwhile Keith wants the job as he thinks if you connect with him it'll help connect to your Lion faster.

Lance is still a bit teasing and playfully flirty with you but is mature.

Keith still has to keep him in line yet it's easier than when they were beginner Paladins.

Keeping this general they both mostly have a mentor role with you.

Hunk and Pidge help you with training at times but Keith and Lance are your main teachers.

Lance sometimes brags about being your main mentor due to his past connection with the Blue Lion.

Keith shuts him down by reminding him that he's still leader.

They're both protective yet stubborn.

There's times they'd fight as they've been rivals with each other even before their new roles (according to Lance for the most part).

In terms of who you'd be the closest with... it depends.

You could be close to Lance, due to how often you train together and how playful he is towards you.

Learning to be a Paladin can be stressful and he wants you to stay in a good mood with him!

He teaches you how to use your Bayard, which appears to give you a preferred weapon you'd use.

He even teaches you how to properly use your Lion, you need to truly connect, after all.

Lance loves to praise you... he thinks you're a good fit for the Lion he used to use.

Keith is more serious and protective with training.

As the Black Paladin he feels it is his duty to teach you bravery in battle and how to use your given weapon in battle.

It's mostly Lance giving you Lion training and Keith giving you battle training.

Depending on which training you like more is who you're closest to.

This kind of rivalry isn't entirely violent it's more just competitive.

Their obsession just starts as who can train you better.

When you get closer to them that's when it swaps to something a bit more than competitive.

The two trust each other but they get jealous.

Lance gets more jealous than Keith.

Keith didn't have to step in...

He could've taught you battle tactics and Lion techniques alone!

Keith thinks Lance is being petty as usual, but secretly wishes he could train you alone too.

Paladins need constant training, when the two do train together it's harsher than normal.

It's like they're trying to one-up each other and it's almost always Lance instigating it.

Lance tries to make the whole rivalry all about impressing you.

Keith hates that you make Lance give into past behavior and wishes the Red Paladin would get ahold of himself around you.

Keith's much calmer as a leader, more stoic even.

He gives into his protective behavior when you're threatened.

In fact, your safety is the one thing that makes them work together and drop the rivalry momentarily.

What kind of teacher would either of them be if they allowed you to be hurt?

In this scenario they aren't really the kidnapping type of yandere.

They are sometimes violent but keep their composure around you.

Pidge and Hunk admit they fight and are competitive with your attention, but tell you they mean well.

They both care for you, platonic or romantic.

They'll work together when they need to.

They'd both be controlling at times, unfortunately.

Lance manipulates you into staying with him longer by using training as an excuse.

Keith is... uh... busy! So, Lance needs to train you in battle now!

Keith finds this irritating.

Keith uses his role of leader to get payback by giving Lance another task instead of training, allowing Keith to help you with your Lion.

Which pisses off Lance.

They may fight but they can work together when it's needed.

They applaud you when you're able to form Voltron for the first time with them

They both know with their training, you'll be a good edition to Team Voltron and defend the universe alongside them both.

Even if they do fight over your attention behind the scenes.

[dearshelby]

OTP ASKS GAME | T.S x OC

A/N: Absolutely no one asked for this, but you can't judge a girl for loving her OC, right? HERE is the template of the questions and yes, I'm encouraging my lovely mutuals to take a look at them because they really make you think deeper into your characters and I actually had fun with it! Also, the numbers are out of order because I only answered 31 out of 40, I thought it'd be better to keep the original order

1. Who most initiates PDA? Neither of them are really into PDA but before the war Tommy did it most, he enjoyed pressing a small kiss in Eleanor's temple when no one was watching just to get a shy/scolding look from her.

After the war though, Ellie always has a hand on his back or shoulder, it's grounding to him and reassuring to her.

2. Any sleep habits either had to get used to? Remember that scene in season 1 in which he is sleeping with his boots on, feet off the bed and an opium pipe in hand? That would've pissed her off to catastrophic levels because →

• The bed is clean and Tommy's boots are dirty

• He's ruining his already damaged back

• Where the hell is the blanket?

• She just knows he didn't brush his teeth, had water or took a wee

The thing is, Eleanor has an established routine while Tom contents himself with just laying down and if he gets any sleep, he's lucky. Once they adapted themselves he sleeps a little bit better because he sort of conditioned his brain into getting sleepy doing the "routine"

3. Hot and Steamy or Soft and Tender? Yes. Just kidding, it depends on their mood, Tommy enjoys sex in general and the only "demand" Ellie has is to be the closest as possible, which is possible at any pace.

4. How did they first meet? Tommy tried to steal some things for baby Finn at a grocery store and got caught. Eleanor happened to be there and noticed the owner of the store would beat the shit out of him, she didn't think it was fair and paid for the groceries. Out of gratitude, he walked her home afterwards.

5. What is their love language? Touch takes the first place, they don't say I love you often or consider themselves good at verbalizing feelings but if you pay close attention you'll notice they're always touching each other, be it touching feet under a table, resting a hand on the other's leg or touching elbows when standing together.

6. When did they realize they loved each other? They weren't officially together yet. For her, when she realized how utterly heartbroken she was thinking he was responsible for the robbery at her mother's shop (which he wasn't by the way), in her mind he had betrayed her, becoming exactly who her mother said he was and yet, she kept wishing he didn't have because she didn't want to stay away from him.

For him, when they went to a communist meeting and she enthusiastically talked to everyone, he felt a mix of joy for seeing her happy, with jealousy because she wasn't giving him attention.

7. Who is more sentimental? Eleanor. She keeps many of Theo's (her baby brother), Finn's and Tommy's old belongings, especially things like their first ties, hats or pocket watches.

Tommy is way too attached to "the past is in the past" to collect objects like that, however after her death in 1929, he kept all her discos, books and jewelry for their daughters to inherit, her clothes were only donated because he knew it's what she'd have wanted. The only exception is the gold bracelet she never took off, that is his, in his silly little head it still smells like her (it doesn't).

8. What’s one way their personalities complement one another? Besides being two introverts, they're very organized, determined and ambitious people (p.s - however, Tommy's ambition comes from trauma, Eleanor's doesn't, so she knew when to stop, he didn't ).

9. How are their personalities different? Tommy is realistic and spiritual (in his own ways lol) while Ellie is pessimistic and skeptical.

10. What are some non-sexual activities they do together? Much like cats, they're more than able to coexist in the same room minding their own business, but some things they enjoy doing actually together is having lunch/dinner or napping on the other's lap while they read a book.

11. Which member is more physically affectionate? Tommy initiates it more often at the privacy of home, doesn't necessarily mean he is more affectionate because touch is how they both show affection, but at home, he's the one to start it.

12. Which member is more verbally affectionate? Eleanor, mainly in a teasing way, she'll whistle, call him handsome or stud, anything that'll get him blushing and fussy.

13. Which member steals/borrows the other one's clothing? Eleanor because obviously Tommy wouldn't steal her dresses (perhaps her coats on some modern!AU). She's personally fond of rummaging his wardrobe for socks, shirts, sweaters and scarves.

14. Are they an introverted couple or an extroverted one—AKA would they prefer to go out to a party or event together or would they rather stay in? 100% introverted, especially after the war, if an event isn't related to the company or isn't a family occasion they're probably not going.

15. Who is more likely to make an impulsive decision and who is the voice of reason? Surprisingly, Tommy is way more impulsive, his arrogance pushes him into reckless decisions and Eleanor has to talk him out of it.

For example, in 1924 she wanted to deal with the Italians situation by firing Lizzie, then having John apologizing, or not killing Vincent Changretta after he made her get shot in an attempt to kill Tommy. He didn't listen and we know how it ended.

16. Who stays up way too late and who tries to drag them to bed? Tommy and his crazy sleeping schedule get on her nerves, sometimes she doesn't even say anything, she just shows up in his office and he knows, he follows her to bed without questioning.

17. Who fell in love first? Tommy did and oh, poor boy, it took a while to woo her.

18. What song fits them perfectly? Love me tender's cover by Pato Fu, the lyrics aren't very complex but are sweet, it's personally the song I picture for them if Ellie was a real character.

19. How do they deal with being away from each other for a long time? Fun fact: There's a bell in between his and her office because they're on different floors. When they're both home it rings from two in two hours, it was meant to be used when they have important things to say, but they actually use it whenever they want to see the other.

To be true, the only time they spent a long time away from each other was during the war. However, if they were to be apart, they'd call each other every day and unavoidably become more verbally affectionate, he'd spend some time thinking about her especially in the mornings and before sleeping, while she'd use his shirts as a pillowcase like a fool in love.

20. Who holds a grudge the longest? Oh woah, we're talking about two very proud people, but I'd say Eleanor, it's very toxic of her to give the silent treatment but she just can't avoid it. And at first, Tommy in his endless pride and anger swears he won't give in, he eventually does because he can't sleep well without their feet touching or focus on his paperwork when he's so tempted to ring the bell to her office.

27. What random everyday object/activity makes them think of each other? Not surprisingly, Ellie thinks of Tommy when she sees cigarette cases or red ties, she thinks they fit him well.

Now, Tommy is a certified coffee maker™ here, she always asks him to make some so its scent makes him think of her.

28. Do they get along with each other’s friends and family? I won't try to defend Eleanor, she had fights with each Shelby member at some point because even if Tommy is wrong, she tends to side with him, she's the typical "no one can be mean to my husband but me" wife.

She fiercely believes he infantilizes people, in 1919 for example, she didn't understand why he was so worried about Ada, she believed her sister-in-law was a grown woman and if she wanted to risk her life sneaking around with a communist racketeer, that was her choice. All she worried about was Karl and her and Ada had a big fight when she threatened to take the baby when he was born.

In 1924 she fought John for being dumb and threatening the Changrettas, and in 1926 she fought everyone who thought it was a good idea to push a prostitute into Finn.

Long short answer: Eleanor gets along with everyone, she's able to remain cordial, but she absolutely will pick up a fight if someone crosses hers, Finn's or Tommy's way, be it a Shelby or not.

Now, Eleanor's family is a complicated subject, her mother Ruth was never the same after her husband's death and Ellie doesn't remember much of her dad. Ruth never liked Tommy because he's a gangster, bad rumors always surrounded him and she simply doesn't understand what her daughter sees in a *Campbell's voice* murdering, cutthroat, mongrel gangster.

Theodore, the baby brother, sort of admires Tommy, if his sister loves him so much he can't be that bad, right?

29. What is their sex life like? Considering they were together for seventeen years, it's pretty well rounded. Tommy isn't that much of a whore in this AU, he had 5 or 6 people including Ellie and a few prostitutes, while she only had 3, the boy she lost her virginity to, Tommy and the woman she cheated with.

Out of the seven days of the week, I'd say they're doing it 3 or 4 times, mostly uneventful but not in a bad way, more like an intimate one.

They're both switches, varying between subs and soft doms at most, sometimes they try some different things such as bondage or unusual positions, but usually they stick to cowgirl/missionary and blindfold the other, they're actually fairly vanilla.

30. What is their favorite place to kiss the other? (Cheek, hand, closed eyelid, neck, nose, etc.) Tommy is very fond of her neck, it's where her scent lingers the most and he loves watching her trying not to laugh from the ticklish feeling.

Now, Ellie is a simple woman, she likes his lips, his wrists or the shaven sides of his head are a good call too but it doesn't come close to that cute little pout.

31. What’s the relationship like? Smooth? Rocky?I'd say something between both, the business makes them argue a lot, in 1922 for example, she got really mad at him for leaving the hospital to see Alfie without any warnings, but they usually make peace soon.

33. Who has the most nightmares and how do they deal with them? Tommy never stopped having nightmares about the tunnels and through his life he got other subjects to have nightmares about, such as John's death, his daughter being kidnapped, even his mum comes to haunt him sometimes.

Eleanor is a heavy sleeper but since they sleep touching each other, she wakes up when he moves abruptly. Unfortunately there was no solution for his PTSD, love can't heal him, so the best she does is soothing him, assuring he's safe and the shovels aren't real, bringing him a glass of water or tea and keeping him company until he sleeps again.

34. Do they give each other nicknames? I mean…Tommy and Ellie are nicknames, other than that they use love or darling, but it's not often.

Tommy is rather fond of being called darling though, it gets him all fussy especially if used in front of the family.

37. What do they like the least about each other? Eleanor's skepticism towards any mystical belief of Tommy was subject of argument more than once. She doesn't believe in curses, spirits, luck, fortune telling or anything alike, she doesn't know how a man smart as him can believe in what she deems as parlor tricks and he doesn't understand how she can simply not see what's right there

38. What was their most memorable date? Probably the one in which they had their first kiss, a small birthday party of a friend they didn't even consider a date, but ended up being special for both of them.

39. What other couple would your otp get along with the best? Well, Tommy managed to turn the whole family against him at some point, but Polly x Aberama and John x Esme in 1919

40. Who makes the other smile with almost no effort at all? Surprisingly or not, Tommy, he can make Ellie smile by simply having a glass of water, eating a healthy meal or looking particularly cute while resting in the sun.

[bas-writes]

Excuse me! Hello there! I really hope this doesn't come across as rude but it's something I've been wondering about a long time, espically since I don't know too much about asexuals and I haven't found many posts about this particular question,

but since asexuals have no too little interest in sexual feelings, how do you find the motivation to write it? To each their own, of course I voice no judgment, not at all saying asexuals don't understand sex or what is involved in it.

I am gerenally curious, is it a thing where it isn't just simply not being interested in sex and more of an exploration of a part of themselves they can't express in real life? But doesn't that make you not an asexual and just repressed? Is it that you enjoy writing and talking about sex but you don't want to gerenally have it?

I don't think it's that simple, or is it?

I'm so so sorry if this is rude or degrading and please ignore it if so, but if it isn't- I don't have much insight on it, as I am not asexual or aroace myself. I want to understand asexuality and aromance better so I can adapt my views accordingly and have a better understanding of it.

*scratches head* aaaaalright, there's a lot to unpack here. Because yeah, it is NOT that simple.

Asexuality is a spectrum type of sexuality which has one thing in common for individuals from said spectrum: lack of sexual attraction, very little of it, or developing it only under certain circumstances. Sexual attraction is not the same as libido or mood & willingness for having sex.

Some asexual people indeed do not experience libido in works. Some on top of that don't want to have anything to do with sex at all, going as far as avoiding fictional depictions of it.

But next to them there are asexual people who experience sexual attraction after first developing close bonds with an object of their attraction (you might have heard term demisexuality here). Or people who experience it very rarely (you might have heard term gray asexuality/gray ace).

Or people for whom the lack of sexual attraction is not a thing that would stop them from having sex, for various reasons. Some are just horny without the factor of being attracted to someone. Some just like the act, so they go for it, if they find an interested partner(s). Some are completely indifferent, so if their partner/friend is down for it, they're in. Some like the emotional connection that comes with sex. Some want to have biological kids. Some are sex workers. Some are all of it at once lol

And some don't want to have sex irl but find it interesting or arousing to engage with fictional depictions of it or with pornography. Some aren't attracted to irl people but experience sexual attraction to fictional characters (if you are active in selfship circles, you might sooner or later run into people who say they are fictosexual).

In other words, it's a highly individual case. What we have in common is the lack of those famous butterflies and heatwaves at the sight of a human being. What we do later with it, that depends from individual to individual 🤭

So, why as an asexual person, I write about sex? Because I like to. And I like sex, masturbation, and watching allos (aka people who experience sexual attraction) getting horny because it's a different kind of horny than mine and it always amuses me. I work with erotica for my little daily bread. I had a moment in life when I touched the sphere of sex work 'cause the market for people looking for sexual rps is quite huge and money was really tempting - but tight schedule for uni won.

It has nothing to do with repression 🤭 Been there, done that, it's been a complete opposite, and I got rid of this catholic guilt by molding it into religion kink. Beat your inner demons with a spanking paddle.

I hope it makes things a little bit more clear!

[ashthemadwriter-archived]

Hello!! Remember me? we talked about bottom fyodor 😭 help. All the best for your exam and Congratulations on your 300 followers!!! So umm....

I'm an enfp scorpio.

I love dancing in the rain. love gazing at the moon and stars. like spicy food. can play violin. Know how to ride a bike. natural trouble magnet And I do a lot of artistic stuff aside from writing fanfics :3

Fandom: bsd please

Remember to take care of yourself love and drink a lot of water :) 💕💕

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Format: Headcanons

Warnings: None

Word Count: 0.6K

A/n: All those hearts are for me🥺? Ok come closer a little bit *Mwah!

I match you with...

Dazai Osamu!

Ok first, let me just say how jealous I am of you :') Bruh I want him so bad! Can We like make a bargain? I'll give you Chuuya and you give him to me T^T

I just feel like that this hottie would match your energy so much. I was struggling on whether match you with him or Nikolai, but I ended up going with him when I read about your zodiac sign.

Dazai is a really cool partner; and by that I mean he's in whatever crazy shit you wanna do. You wanna go rob a bank at 4am? He's in! Wanna eat dozens of spicy food? He wont particularly enjoy it, but he's still in! Wanna go on top of Everest and scream until you collapse? He's in! Wanna run around in the rain without an umbrella while others are glancing at you as they run to their homes? Ooh Boy he's definitely in!

So, I heard that Scorpio people are very sexual :D And it's not just because they're horny, but they seem to enjoy the closeness and affection they receive in the act. So, um, He's 100% and a thousand times in :> He loves giving/receiving affection, tho he might not open up about other stuff...

I'm guessing that you're not much of a morning person, and same as him! Ok ok imagine this- you're both on the mattress (I wish he had a bed) clinging into each other's arm as the clock starts to ring, reminding you that it's another damn morning and another damn day (I'm saying that because you're studying at this moment lol), And Dazai also has to get his ass up and go to work; but the warmness of the blanket and your embrace is too addictive for him to get up. So he reaches for the clock, takes a deep breath, and throw it at the window causing it to break and make you full conscious; And he does that without opening his eyes lol. And then you shrug your shoulders, leaning into his embrace even more, saying "That's my boy"

I know🚶🏻‍♀️

BTW if you manage to have a stablished relationship with him, you have my respect bro-

I have a feeling that you would tease Kunikida with him, even though you might not be much of a teaser (?). Hanging around with this guy can be way too effective.

"Scorpios strike when other people least expect it" can I just say that's soooo DAZAI? like, other people cant even believe that he's a detective or has a gift, but then he makes a move and others are like Damn bro! What have you been hiding up your sleeves all this time! He's like that, and since he loves mysteries and riddles, he would definitely love the company of a folksy but actually smart and observant kind of person- YOU

Natural trouble magnet? Hehe, same as him! I can totally see you guys running away while Kunikida trouble is following you to beat the shit out of you lmao. Trust me- You two are gonna pull a lot of pranks on people, and might feel a little bad if your target is Atsushi

Please punch him in the nuts when he flirts with other women; tysm in advance🚶🏻‍♀️

There are days that you're on your bad mood; and he compromises with you. Depending on whether you wanna be alone or have someone to comfort you; he makes a move. Clears up the space around you and hugs you from behind, leading you to a comfy worm place, without saying anything or asking what happened. He already knows (Probably)

That's it. That's all I've got🚶🏻‍♀️

[nebulous-frog]

hoping for more (Ch1/10)

Relationships: Jon/Martin/Tim, QPR Tim/Sasha

Summary: Tim wishes Jon and Martin would warm up to each other- the archives can’t handle much more of this awkward, tense energy. When Martin starts living at the archives, things begin to change. Tim sees an opportunity to ease the tension, get Martin and Jon more in sync, tease his friends goodnaturedly, and fall in love. Wait, fall in love?? Oh, dear. That wasn’t supposed to happen. He’s sure he’ll be happy so long as they’re happy… (and they’re sure he’s a crucial piece of that arrangement)

AN: This is for the @bunnies-in-the-archives event! This fic got... much longer than I'd expected, lol, so I've broken it up into chapters that I'll be posting soon (aiming for one every few days, depending on my work schedule! They're ready to go, it just takes a bit of coordination to get them out lol).

My wonderful artist is @yakov-ukha, who made some fantastic art that I could stare at all day! Massive thank-you to you <3 

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Martin took a deep breath at the base of the steps of the Institute. The last few days had been rough, but it was Friday. He’d keep his head down, do his work, and have a nice self care weekend to forget all about it. He just had to make it through the day.

 As he opened the door, he heard a voice call his name.

 “Martin! Wait up!” Tim came bounding up the steps, a tray of to-go mugs precariously tipping in one hand and a paper bag clutched in the other. 

 “Morning, Tim,” Martin replied as he held the door. He mustered up a smile, pretending he wasn’t as tired as he felt. 

 “Thanks, wasn’t sure what my plan was here,” Tim joked, gesturing with his full hands at the door and crossing the threshold. 

 Martin nodded and followed Tim inside. “Of course. What’s all that for?” 

 “Just some morning goodies for the crew. I’ve got some muffins in the bag for everyone, plus everyone’s drink orders. Things have felt a bit… tense this week, wanted to end it on a high note. There may or may not be an extra treat for my favorite former library assistant.” Tim grinned and bumped Martin’s arm with his elbow.

 Martin laughed, blushing. “Oh, that’s nice of you. It’s definitely been a bit of a tough week, it’ll be nice to have a good start today.” 

 “Sure thing, man, you deserve it,” Tim said with a wink. 

 The muffins weren’t just for the group morale, Martin knew. They weren’t even just a pick-me-up for him, specifically. He noticed the way Jon’s eyebrows raised in surprise and interest for a moment before dropping back into his affected scowl- his clear attempt at seeming more in control and boss-like- and he noticed how Jon’s posture and steps weren’t as severe as usual. It sucked that his boss needed treats in a bid to boost his mood so he wouldn’t be so mean, but Martin couldn’t argue with the results. For the first time all week, he made it through the whole morning and most of the afternoon without any conflict with Jon, either in the bullpen or in Jon’s office. 

 Unfortunately, he didn’t quite make it to the end of the day. About an hour before they would all clock out, Jon’s door opened suddenly. 

 “Martin,” Jon barked. He was glaring down at a file Martin was fairly certain he had delivered to his desk earlier that afternoon.  “I need to speak with you immediately.” He turned around and disappeared from the doorway.

 Martin felt Sasha and Tim’s worried glances as he sighed, closing his eyes for a moment to brace himself before walking across the room to face whatever he’d apparently done wrong this time.

 Out in the bullpen, Tim pulled out a sticky note and quickly folded it into a little origami heart. He drew a duck wearing a top hat, hoping the randomness would surprise a smile out of Martin whenever this impromptu meeting ended, and he rested it on Martin’s keyboard. Sasha nodded at him approvingly, and they both turned back to their work to wait.

 A few minutes later, Tim looked up when he heard Jon’s door shut. Martin was walking out, face bright red, looking utterly exhausted.

 “Hey, Martin. You okay?” Tim asked cautiously.

 Martin startled, seemingly lost in his head. He looked up and briefly met Tim’s eye before looking anywhere else. “I- Yes, I’m fine. It’s just- it’s fine. Just didn’t include my citations properly again. I’ll just… I’ll be in the break room for a minute.” He nodded to himself, then walked to his desk to pick up his mug on the way out the door. 

 Sasha caught Tim’s eye and gestured with her head towards Martin’s retreating figure. Tim sighed and stood to follow. 

 A promotion to a job like this definitely was stressful, Tim told himself. Of course Jon’s been acting differently. Gertrude left the archives surely worse than she found them, to a degree where even a conservative estimate would suggest it would take decades to undo her mess. Jon didn’t have archival experience or a degree in it, and Elias was always pushing for more. It made total sense that Jon’s stress was such that he’d turned into a bit of a dick. 

 It just hurt that Jon hadn’t seemed to have noticed. 

 When he entered the break room, Martin was shuffling some boxes of tea around in the cabinet and the electric kettle was already heating. 

 “Do you want to talk about it?” Tim asked, standing in the doorframe. 

 Martin sighed, shoulders slumping, arm still outstretched in the tea cabinet. “I- I don’t know what to say.” He settled on some chamomile and pulled it out with two mugs.

 Tim knew chamomile wasn’t Martin’s first choice, knew that he only picked it because Tim liked it. He wished Martin would make whatever would actually soothe himself, but he didn’t say anything; Martin was the sort of person who relaxed most when his care instincts could be used on someone else. 

 “That’s understandable.” Tim took the milk from the fridge and passed it over, then leaned back against the counter.

 “I’m just- I don’t know what to do anymore? I don’t- I can’t figure out what I’m doing wrong, it seems like there’s always something new.” 

 Tim nodded sympathetically. “If it helps, I don’t think it’s anything to do with you, really.” 

 Martin scoffed. “What do you mean? He only ever chews me out, I know you and Sasha have noticed. Definitely feels like it’s me.” 

 “Sorry, I didn’t mean it like that,” Tim reassured quickly. “He’s absolutely the harshest with you in totally unjustifiable ways. I just meant that while you’re the target, it’s not necessarily personal.” 

 Martin shot him a look that clearly conveyed every ounce of skepticism he contained.

 Tim’s lips quirked in a small smile. “I know, I know. Jon just knew me and Sasha back in research, we have history. Jon and I have been friends a long time, and he knows Sasha would eviscerate him if he was this nitpicky with her. He hasn’t given you a chance and he hasn’t given you the benefit of the doubt, so he’s decided you’re an easy target for his stress. That’s not excusing it, not by any means- he needs to get it together and do better- I only mean that it’s really not you. It’s him.” 

 The kettle clicked off and Martin began pouring the tea in silence for a moment. He sighed again. 

 “Yeah. Has he always been like this?” 

 Tim shrugged. “Sort of? Not this intense, but he’s not the most aware and he didn’t particularly handle his stress well in research, either. But he’s gotten more uptight and less personable. He used to laugh at my jokes and make his own jokes. He’d get this little grin whenever he’d manage to make someone laugh, it was always…” Tim sighed and shook his head, clearing it of the memories of that cute smile and the adorable snort noise Jon would make if he was surprised enough with a joke. Jon’s cute idiosyncrasies were not the point. “I think the stress of this job has really affected him.” 

 Martin hummed and blew on his tea before taking a sip. “That makes sense. I wish I’d gotten to know him before now. Maybe this would’ve been easier.” 

 “Maybe, yeah. I’m going to try to get him to get away more, at least get him to do something outside of work every once in a while. Maybe that’ll help him relax a bit? I miss my friend, and I’m tired of watching you walk out of his office all sad. It’s not fair of him to be like this.” 

 “Oh. Yeah, I suppose. Just… don’t tell him we talked about this, yeah?” 

 Tim shot Martin a horrified look. “Of course not! What happens in the break room stays in the break room. I’ve got your back. Besides, getting him to chill out wouldn’t just hopefully help you, it could also make the whole work culture better, make my job easier to do, and maybe even get my friend back, at least a bit. Trust me, I’ve been thinking about this a lot now, and especially after this week. Something has to change.” 

 A small smile graced Martin’s lips. “Right. I’m glad it’s not just me being sensitive, that you’ve noticed it, too.” 

 “Definitely. And Sasha has, too. We much prefer it when you’ve got that smile brightening the room,” Tim said with a wink. 

 Martin snorted and rolled his eyes. “Okay, that’s enough of that, then. I’m getting back to work.” 

 As they left the break room together, Tim graciously did not mention Martin’s blush.

[sleepsonfutons]

Trope Game

Oooh thanks for the tag @mentallyinvernation!

Gonna go on and do this before it falls out of my squirrel brain lol. I'll go in for most any fic regardless of trope if it sounds interesting and fits the mood I'm in honestly, but I reckon there are some I prefer over others 🤔

Rules: How much do these tropes affect your decision to click on a fic?

-10 -> very dissuaded

0 - don't care either way

+10 -> very enticed

nope -> if it's a hard no and you'd never click on a fic with that tag or or you even have the tag blocked or you'd insta click out of the fic if it wasn't tagged

Bonus points for explaining the rating and whether it's conditional.

Age gap: +2-3

Depends on the fic, but I've gotten sold on it in the Dreamling and Witcher fandoms by nature of the canonical ages of characters. In human au's though, if it ever involves an age gap with a minor that's a straight-up nope for me

Codependency: 0

It's not gonna turn me off from a fic cuz I don't mind a lil bit of that seasoning in my fic but I've got personal history with those dynamics so gotta be in the right mood for it and not gonna go looking for it

Obsession/Possessiveness, jealousy: +50

BRUH in my fic I am pure *grabby hands* for this shit!! They can't get enough of each other? Brilliant. They'll never give up looking/waiting for the other? Ded! You dare look at/come onto their partner?! Perfection!

Opposites (grumpy/sunshine etc): +♾️

something something opposites attract something! Legit, the whole world looking at them like "these two shouldn't go together" but they make each other the absolute happiest?!

Better bring a mop and bucket cuz I'm a fucking puddle on the floor 

Enemies to lovers, Enemies with benefits: +1000

Peak, superb, amazing! No notes

Friends with benefits: +3

Nothing I seek out pointedly, but pair this up with Fake dating/relationship and +100 Delicious!

Sex to feelings: -2

It's fine, I won't NOT read something with this trope but it can take me out of the story a bit cuz it usually reads contrived to me/hits like 'fake news'. Heyo cynicism 😅

BUT if there's legit ANY kind of pre-sex tension between them and it's not just like "cold"/"random"/"no reason" sex to feelings, that's a solid +5. The sex just acts as the cincher to the awakening

Fake dating/relationship: +100

*shoves this trope into my mouth* bruh, like bruhhh! guhhhh some much juicy angst potential I legit can not get enough of!! especially when paired with some other choice tropes? An absolute delight~

Friends to lovers: +5

Depends on the friendship dynamic but usually solid stuff.

Found Family: +10

Finding your people is always a good time

Hurt/Comfort: +10000000

BEAUTIFUL AGONY! Bitter before the sweet! I will never get tired of this shiz

Love Triangle: 0

Not gonna seek it out, not gonna write it off, but to gotta echo @mentallyinvernation on this one:

However, if it's a love triangle that turns poly, I fucking love that shit. Especially if they're all being idiots about it.

Gonna be a solid +10 from me then~

Poly, open relationships: +20

Alright so, amongst others, We Meet Again by round_robin (Witcher) and Beautiful, Strange, and New by @moorishflower (Dreamling) absolutely solidified my undying LOVE of this trope! Just hngggggggg so much love to go around~

Mistaken/hidden identity: +8

Bring on the intrigue!! Def can depend on the setting and context, but usually I'm fully here for this one

Monsterfucking: +♾️

Honestly have yet to come across one of these that I've not been here for

Pregnancy: 0/nope.

SOOOO this one is like playing russian roulette for me on if it hits squick, trigger, or oh yeah...

Give me Improbable Reality (aka can-only-happen-in-fiction, omegaverse, metaphysical/dream) MLM pregnancy as a trope? We're good! Anything remotely close to probable reality? nope nope nope, especially transmasc pregnancy or anything using the w-word that rhymes with "tomb" >.< brains are great >.<

BUT mysterious/magical/accidental baby acquisition can be a hella entertaining trope

Second Chance: +5

I do love me a solid redemption arc

Slowburn: +1000

AHAHAHA MAKE ME SUFFER THE WAIT!!! all that building anticipation and tension? yeah, that's that good stuff

Soulmates: +10

Ooof yes I am a sucker for soulmate au's BUT not all of them are it for me. I'll def be inclined to give a fic a lookie see though if it has this tag~

Hmmmm who to no-pressure tag... @spockandthings @thranduilland @phinofthestorm @beauty-of-nyx @serenailith @lostelfwriting @arialerendeair @landwriter @delta-pavonis @aquabluejay @amielot @teejaystumbles @moorishflower

[apocalypticsinn]

🥑, 🍑, 🍓, 🍎 for the queen themselves ambrosia? :3 @/giransbunnywife

I forgot about the ask and got jump scared by a message in my inbox ahdiasohIOH hellolovelythankyoufortheask ;;

🥑 [AVACADO] What will they never back down about, even if it makes them seem bad?: Their previous actions in their old village. No matter what, Ambrosia will defend what they've done wholeheartedly. They don't think they've done anything wrong or bad, and that their horrible deeds were justified by the villagers actions. Also, they won't allow anyone else to try and even harm Black Hat. This is not out of a kindness or show of care, but because they wish to be the one to end his life themself, so even if you know you can do true damage to him, Ambrosia will NOT allow you.

🍑 [PEACH] How do they show their kindness? How kind are they truly?: This was an interesting one to answer! Ambrosia is a complex character, and it's hard to decide who is 'kind' or not in this world... Depending on what mood you meet them in or the situation, they may be kind or cold. I had to answer this thinking, "If I were to ask Ambrosia, how would they answer?" And their response may be that they look a little surprised at the question. "How kind am I? As kind as I need be in the situation. What you see as kind others may see as cold. It is all about personal perspective, is it not? About if what I do is beneficial to you or what you have been taught." Ambrosia does have kindness in them, and it's reflected in how they treat those closest, or better yet, the things they like I suppose. Ambrosia won't stop to help a starving man on the street, but will gladly take in a young lost kitten and raise it in the greenhouse. They've calmed down Black Hat's unnecessary explosions on his underlings a few times, and stopped him from hurting a civilian for no reason or Dr. Flug and 5.0.5.. They've healed an injured birds wing, or brought flowers back from the brink. They've invited an underling or two to tea in their chambers, being the one themself to mix the blend and pour it for the guest. And if you're close with them, they've even been seen handing out charms for different protections or enhancements. So I guess they're right, it's all about perspective! This is a question that's up for others to decide, and Ambrosia does not care about the answers.

🍓 [STRAWBERRY] How do they feel about 'cute' things?: Ambrosia actually likes cute things! When it comes to animals especially, they make them smile. Ambrosia is the type of person when walking to say hello to people's dogs LOL This is also because as a witch, animals are naturally drawn to them, but they also just love little creatures haha. They do enjoy 5.0.5.'s company a lot, and do call him cute. If you were to show them something like Sanrio characters, Ambrosia may let out a little, "Ha! How... Silly." with a small smile. They've never had the chance or been given such a gift, but if they were to receive a cute stuffed plushy like a squishable, they would actually cherish it and keep it on their bed or shelf.

🍎 [RED APPLE] Who does your OC value above all else?: OhHHHH Who? Interesting... Their mother, Juniper. Despite her passing hundreds of years prior, Ambrosia still speaks to her and prays to her. Every major decision Ambrosia makes, a small part of their mind calls out to their mother for strength and comfort. They love their mother more than anything, even to this day. They committed their previous atrocities 'in her name'. Thy believe they are where they are today from their love for their mother. If not their mother, a very close second would be their (future or current depending on when this would be asked lol) children, Nyx, Anubis, and Abysmal. Despite who their father is, Ambrosia is still fiercely protective of their children, and would stop at nothing to ensure their safety. When their children each come into this world, Ambrosia changes slightly, as a new parent does, and they begin to focus on their children more than killing Black Hat (for a short period of time when they are each very young and still reliant on Ambrosia). Their children's lives and happiness is all that matters to the Queen, nothing else. (Although they still say that even when they and Black Hat die, they don't mind to leave their children behind, so that's an odd thing... Take it as you will LOL)

[surveysand]

one.

When was the last time you did clay work/pottery? middle school, i think? i can't remember if it was middle or elementary school where i last had a pottery unit in art class, lol.

Do you like art, hate it or just not mind it? i love it. i have a yearly membership with my city's art museum.

If you had to choose would you prefer dull pain for 12hours or sharp for 2? dull pain.

Koala or Kangaroo? koala.

Do you know the words to the national anthem of your country? yes.

Is your country ruled by a president, prime minister, queen or other? president.

Does blue occur in your national flag? yes.

Talking of flags. Do you like football/soccer? If yes, do you play and what position? no, just never been my type of thing.

Would you rather be a Model, Famous Scientist, Singer or Chef? famous scientist.

Would you rather be a pilot, crime scene investigator or estate agent? crime scene investigator.

Does making others happy really make you feel happy? absolutely. it's hard to be in a bad mood when i know i've made someone else feel good.

What colour literally doesn’t appear in your wardrobe at all? i have at least one item in every color, but orange is definitely the one least represented.

Do you actually read the answers others give to your surveys? i don't make surveys, just answer them.

Did you ever swear at a teacher in school? Why? no.

Have you ever pricked your finger on Holly or another ‘sharp’ plant? no.

Speaking of Holly, do you adore Christmas or does it bug you? i can get overwhelmed, but it is probably my favorite of the traditional holidays. i'm not religious, but i love winter and the music/food/etc. reminds me of my childhood which i hold very closely.

Have you ever wrote your own short story? What about a novel? Or perhaps you started and couldn’t finish? i've written several short stories for school projects, but never any novels. also, have never started and left anything unfinished.

Do you prefer SciFi/Fantasy/Action/Horror or Rom/Com/RealLife? i am not really a movie person, but i guess real life if i had to choose. the only movies i really watch are documentaries.

What do you have a lot of faith in [note: can be anything]? the true good in people.

Think of a material thing you want. Name it here (material, made or bought). Would $100/60 be enough for this item? How about $1000/600? i would love a desktop computer, but really don't know what brand exactly. i figure it would be at least $1,200, though.

Would you rather have a big house, a lot of kids or a high flying job? high flying job.

Have you ever been to a creepy/haunted/abandoned place? What did it look like and what were the circumstances? yes, i actually recently visited a (supposedly) haunted prison in my city despite having lived here for years and never gone. i went on a tour with my parents for a day together after my college graduation. i didn't think it was too scary despite getting pretty freaked out at paranormal stuff. What’s your favourite dip? french onion.

Chocolate Cookies or Fudge Brownies? brownies.

I give you a little baby puppy. What do you name him? it really would depend on the breed of dog.

Is crime a big problem in your area? not a ginormous problem (it could very easily be much worse), but i live in a very big city. so yes in comparison to other places.

What’s your town/city most well known for? importance in american history and annoying sports fans (which i am unapologetically a part of), lol. Do you know a Jack? What’s he like? How about a Lisa? What’s she like? yes, but neither very well. jack is one of my partner's best friends and lisa is one of my mom's close family friends. they're both nice from the limited interactions i've had with both of them.

Are most your friends older, younger or the same age as you? all the same age, except for one who is two years older than me.

Do you subconsciously hang out with those with the same star sign as you or as each other, perhaps due to certain personality traits? no.

Name 5 objects that you don’t have but would like right now? two bedside tables, a new mattress, a new bedframe, and a dresser. i really need to upgrade my bedroom furniture, lol.

When you have children, would you like twins? i wouldn't be opposed, but it's also not something i yearn for necessarily. Do you know any twins? If so, what are they called? yes, there were three sets of twins that i went to primary/middle/high school with, two sets were in my grade and the other set was in the grade below me. i won't name them fully for personal reasons (i.e., i'm paranoid someone i know would find this, lol), but their initials are as follows: c/c, j/z, and l/l.

If you were given the choice to choose your child’s gender, would you? honestly, yes. i would want a girl first.

What instrument would you love to learn how to play? piano.

Does the sound of knocking/tapping startle you? yes.

What’s the scariest story/urban legend/creepypasta etc you heard? i really don't know. those things i was never really into.

Do you miss someone currently? yes.

When was the last time you were in hospital? What for? a few months ago. i had to get an mri for some head pain i was experiencing.

When was the last time you went to the dentist? middle school, i think (i turn 23 in a few months). my family no longer has dental insurance and i can't afford out-of-pocket, but i know it's bad i haven't gone in so long.

Do you get along well with your family doctor/your doctor? yes, she's very nice.

What personality trait does nearly everyone in your family seem to have? we're all very loud, lol. everyone outside our family is always telling us to quiet down.

[angel-eyes05]

bite the hand (chapter 8)

PREVIOUS CHAPTER

pairing: spider-woman!oc x miguel o’hara 

summary: lorena's whole world was taken away from her in the blink of an eye, after she accidentally broke a canon event. lucky for her though, she was able to find a portal watch in her dimension and used it to get out before she glitched out of existence. unfortunately though, running from dimension to dimension, she's been named as an anomaly by the spider society. now, she's constantly on the run from them, their leader in particular. when she eventually gets caught though, she's recruited onto a mission to catch another anomaly who might be from her past. to her dismay though, her partner on this mission is her very captor. will she be able to stop arguing with him for long enough to get the job done?

info: enemies to lovers, maybe a slow burn depending on chapter count, oc is 24 and miguel is 27, both oc and miguel are super sad lmao, they're also both super violent so, they also hate each other what a slay, in regards to my oc you can read her character sheet right here

warnings: there might be spoilers for atsv in this so watch the movie before reading this, i made up some weird rules for miguel's suit and idk if theyre entirely accurate to canon so just go with it, tension lol, cursing, drinking

word count: 3.4k

notes: i gotta start repeating the banners at the top cause i ran out LMAO. also, expect less frequent uploads cause 1) i kinda have low motivation rn and 2) im pretty busy rn (going out, vacations, and doing job applications). writing also gets a little draining for me after a while and i gotta put me first😔✊ ill keep uploading though dw i just gotta do it at my own speed to make sure i dont drop the series cause if i try to push stuff out too fast, im gonna end up dropping it so just bear with me lol. also i didn't proofread this before posting cause its 3:30 when im dropping this, and im so tired lmao

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It was the sun that slithered into the room through the cracks in the blinds that woke her up. Lorena preferred that to the normal wakeup call from a nightmare, or the sounds of honking cars next to her on the street. The way the bed had molded itself to her shape made it impossible for her to move. Almost like it was trapping her in its comfort. Even if the mattress was old, the fact that this had been her first time sleeping in an actual bed, and not a bench, sidewalk, or cot, in months was enough to provide her ease. 

She turned to face the other side of the bed, surprised when no one was in sight. Miguel was probably in the bathroom or something. She was more focused on a different fact: this had been the first sleep in weeks without a nightmare.

Huh. Weird.

She sat up in bed, noticing she was still in her robe from the bathroom. She rubbed the drowsiness off her face as the click of the door lock called her attention. Letting in a stream of early sunlight with him, Miguel walked through the door, pitch black sunglasses covering his eyes, a box in one hand, and a cup tray in the other. “Figured you’d be hungry when you woke up,” he said once he noticed she was awake. He softly kicked the door closed behind him, setting the tray on the desk near the door and the box on the bed. 

Pulled by curiosity, she moved her hands towards the box and opened it to see what was inside. Her mouth immediately started watering when she opened it to see assorted treats such as conchas, bigotes, and mantecadas. “I was in the mood,” Miguel said, pulling the drinks out of the tray. “I didn’t know how much cream or sugar you liked so I just got you black cause that's what I get,” he said, handing the hot cup of coffee to her. 

The smell of the pastries mixed with the coffee was enough to make her want to cry. It reminded of the smells of her aunt’s kitchen in the morning. The bitterness of the coffee stung at her throat, but it was overshadowed by the comfort it brought her. She picked up one of the bigotes, and had to hold back her tears of joy when she took a bite. “Gracias por todo,” she said, mouth full of food and covered in sugar. Miguel smiled at the sight of her. “De nada, cariño,” he said sweetly, taking one of the conchas for himself. 

As he walked away with his food, towards the bathroom, Lorena noticed something about him. “Where’d you get the clothes?” she asked, mouth still filled with food. He was now wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and a plain white t-shirt. “It’s part of my suit,” he responded, fixing his hair in the bathroom mirror. “¿Cómo?” He sighed. “Remember what I said about the whole nanotech thing last night?” “Yeah, what about it?” Suddenly, the shirt and sweatpants shifted into his blue and red suit just before her eyes. “Woah…” she exclaimed in awe. “I can change its appearance as long as the outfit is downloaded to my suit’s database.” “Oh,” Lorena expressed, even if she still didn’t fully understand what he was talking about. 

“Why’d you get to be born in the crazy, futuristic dimension with all the fancy tech,” she complained to herself, just loud enough for Miguel to hear. “Why, do you want one?” he asked, in between a small chuckle. “I mean it would be nice to wear something other than a tight spandex suit for once,” Lorena joked, getting an actual laugh out of Miguel for once. Lorena blushed and smiled at his reaction. “Well lucky for you, you’re gonna need one for tonight,” he responded. “What do you mean?” she asked, after taking a sip from her coffee. 

He tossed her a small, golden chain. “The outfit should form around that chain. I had Lyla upload different outfits for the day, since she probably knows better than I do. When you’re ready, put it on.” Lorena admired the golden material. She was lucky she wasn’t a silver jewelry girl. “So what’s on the to-do list for today,” she said, still looking at the chain. “Stay undercover for the majority of the day, then head over to the Moonlit River club at night. Lyla should have that outfit uploaded by now,” he responded, brushing his teeth with the provided amenities in the motel. 

“Why, are you finally deciding to take me out dancing to pay me for my troubles,” she joked, taking a sip of coffee after. Miguel spit out his toothpaste and sighed. “Brock meets up there on Thursday nights to trade weapons.”

Silence filled the space between them.

She knew this day had to come. She just wasn’t expecting it to be so soon. 

“I see,” was all she could manage to say, before taking another sip of her coffee.

Miguel could feel the turmoil radiating off of her from the bathroom. He washed out his mouth, and splashed a bit of water on his face before walking over to her. He pushed the box of pastries to the side, and took a seat in front of her on the sheets.

“Mirarme,” he softly spoke, using his pointer finger to guide her eyes to his. She looked up at him, trying her best not to get lost in the crimson shade of his eyes. “I-” He cut himself off before he could continue. He melded her hand into his before speaking again. “I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again. I want you to know that if this becomes too much for you…you can back out.” His inflection was weird. As if he didn’t want her to, but still wanted to keep her comfortable. A wrestling match between what he wanted and what was best for her. 

“And I’ve said it before too. I’m not running away from this,” Lorena said back, voice strong. “Ok. Just know if things get bad for you in there, I’ve got your back,” he said, concern in his voice. He had also found his eyes roaming her face, not realizing they had both subconsciously moved closer to each other. “And I’ve got yours too,” she said back. Once he had realized Lorena’s robe was loose enough to see inside to her chest, Miguel cleared his throat and got up from the bed quickly. 

“I’m gonna go into town, see if I can pick up any information on the street. You can do whatever you want until its time, but make sure to-” “Yeah, yeah, lay low. Relax big guy, I’ve got this,” she cut him off, reassuringly. He exited the room quickly, like he was in a rush to get away from her. He was gone for almost the rest of the day. 

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About 8pm that night. 

Miguel was outside in the main room of the motel while Lorena was getting herself ready in the bathroom. Miguel had gone out earlier and bought her some cheap makeup and perfume from a local drugstore, a sweet gesture. 

Once she finished with her makeup and straightening up her hair, she tapped on the middle part of her gold chain, causing a menu to pop up. She scrolled through the options until she came across the last one, labeled by Lyla as “night time😉”. She clicked on the option, as she watched in awe as her casual t-shirt and sweatpants shifted into her outfit for the night. A tight black dress, cut asymmetrically to show one of her thighs, and a turtle neck part detached from the rest of the dress, with glove-like sleeves. This feature allowed for the perfect peephole towards her chest. Lorena had a feeling Lyla would try to do some matchmaking with her outfit.

With a quick spritz of perfume, a double check of her face in the mirror, and quickly putting on a black headband for her hair, Lorena quickly exited the bathroom. Miguel was standing there, waiting by the door and checking his portal watch. He was sporting a black, silk, button up shirt, tucked into black dress pants. The fact that the shirt was way too tight for him was accentuated by his muscles sculpted by the fabric and the fact that the first two buttons were open. His eye was caught by Lorena when she stepped out of the bathroom, his mouth slightly agape in awe and his eyes almost stuck to her.

“It’s flashy, I know. But it’s better that I fit in,” she said, trying to divide the tension in the room as she walked closer to him. “I-...um,” he stammered. “At a loss for words for once O’Hara?” she teased. Noticing a stray hair on the top of his head, she reached up to him to push it back. “Quédate quieto,” she commanded softly, while she stuck the piece back into the gel, trying to ignore how he was admiring her. 

“There you go. Ahora te ves guapo,” she teased, patting his chest with her hand. Miguel still had that stupid smile on his face. “Y te ves hermosa,” he said softly, and with utter sincerity. 

She couldn’t tell if she was caught more off guard with his words of affirmation, or the fact that the blush quickly forming on her cheeks was confirming her secret love of it. 

Clearing her throat, she unlocked the door, opened it, and gestured her hand to outside. “Lead the way big guy.” He smirked at her as he walked outside. He even got the courage to offer her his hand. This confidence was quickly deflated when she smacked away his hand, giggling to herself as she took the lead down the stairs. 

The night life of the city was bustling on the streets. Couples together, arm in arm, surely walking to a fancy restaurant for a night out. Lines forming outside of nightclubs, patrons with an urgency to get in. Everyone walking down the street with their own story to tell, just like Lorena. 

After walking for a couple of miles, the bright, neon blue sign shone in front of the entrance. The door was a mahogany red, with three stairs leading down to the entrance. But opposite to Miguel’s eagerness to get inside by opening the door, Lorena slightly froze, eyes blank. 

This was it. It was going to happen. Whether she was ready or not.

“Hey.” Miguel’s calm voice pulled her back to reality. “Stay with me. Okay?” He held out his large hand for her. This time, she decided to take it. “And remember to try and fit in,” he added. Her smile quickly turned sour and annoyed.

The atmosphere was loud, a mixture of people talking and the bass of the music filling the room. The fact that the lights were out didn’t seem to matter much with the amount of strobe and neon lights flashing within the bar. Lorena noticed Miguel quickly putting on a pair of sunglasses hidden in his jacket pocket. “I thought you said we needed to fit in,” Lorena stated as the two walked towards a high top near the bar. “I did. And?” “You really think you’re blending in with a pair of sunglasses on indoors? At night? In a club?” Lorena joked. “The lights hurt my eyes,” Miguel said, puppy dog hurt. Lorena had to fight to contain the laughter rising in her chest.

Once they sat down, and the reality of events settled down on Lorena, she began to look around the club. People sprayed out on couches, drunkenly conversing or making out. People out on the dance floor. Men walking into booths in the back, shielded by curtains. Eddie was probably in one of those. “I’m heading to the bar. You want anything?” Miguel asked, snapping her out of her daze. “Uhhhh, just get me something strong,” she brushed off, still not entirely paying attention. He shrugged and walked off to the bar. 

Lorena continued to inspect the area, her thoughts bouncing all over the place. What did this Eddie look like? Did he have black hair instead? Was his voice higher? Her Eddie always had a particularly deep tone. Smooth like silk as well. She would spend days on end focusing on the way he would say a single sentence back when she was first crushing on him. Would he act like her Eddie? She realized quickly she probably wouldn’t get the opportunity to find out. She didn’t necessarily want to find out anyways.

…

Would she have to kill him again? Would Miguel make her?

The smack of the glass on the table brought her back to reality. “You weren’t really specific, so I just got you a negroni,” Miguel said, open bottle of beer in his hand. Without a second thought, Lorena downed half the glass just then, proven to be a mistake with how strong the drink actually was. Her mouth curled inwards as her eyes shut closed, letting out a few coughs quickly after. 

Miguel laughed slightly, and slammed his hand against her back to help her cough. “What the fuck was that?” “Hey, you told me to get you something strong!” Miguel defended. “I thought you were gonna get me a margarita or something,” Lorena said, rubbing her chest with her hand. “Haven’t had alcohol in more than a year and you hit me with that straight away,” she said to herself. Subconsciously, he handed her his bottle. “Take a sip of that then.” She smiled to herself as she put her lips to the bottle and took a good sip of the beer. “Better?” he asked, like she was a child. “Yes, thank you for your charity sir, you’re so kind,” she responded sarcastically. 

“Find anything interesting yet?” Miguel asked, taking back the bottle. Lorena’s eyes went back to the curtains. “Those booths back there look promising. Are we sure he’s here yet though?” Lorena asked. “I have a hunch.” Lorena looked up at Miguel, annoyance on her face. “We’re going…off of a hunch?” “Just trust me on this okay.” Lorena sighed and took another sip of her own drink, wincing again when she put it back down. 

Her eyes were drawn away from the drapes and over to the lit up dance floor. She had always been the first one to bring her friends to dance with her when she was younger. Seeing it again brought feelings flooding back to her heart. Spontaneously, she jumped up from her chair and held out her hand to Miguel. “...What are you doing?” he asked, incredibly confused. 

“You said we had to blend in, right? We’ll do that better if we’re out there dancing,” she said. “Oh, no way. I don’t dance, chiquita,” he said, almost embarrassed. “Oh come on, for someone with your build? You’ve definitely danced before. Don’t be a debby downer Miggy,” she encouraged, both of them caught slightly off guard by the nickname slip. He rolled his head back, wiped his hands over his face, and let out a deep, annoyed groan. Once he stood up though and took her hand, it was impossible for Lorena to lose the smile growing on her face. “You’re taking the lead though, Loré,” he said, having come up with a nickname for her as well. She hoped the sunglasses he had on would keep him from seeing the blush on her face.

…

They didn’t.

Hand in hand, Lorena led Miguel over to the brightly lit floor, music blasting in the speakers next to them. Miguel stook out like a sore thumb, his huge build making him extremely identifiable among the other strangers on the floor. Lorena fit right in though, immediately beginning to dance to the blasting music. Miguel tried his best to copy her moves, but ended up looking like a fool. “You were right, you really aren’t that good at this,” Lorena teased. “Ha ha, very funny,” Miguel said monotonically. As the music changed slowly to a slower pace, they noticed the people around them grouping to dance into a pairs. She looked up to Miguel. He raised his eyebrow at her, asking her without words. Her smile was confirmation, as they inched towards each other. 

Almost as if they were pre-programmed to do so, Lorena wrapped her arms around Miguel’s neck, and his wrapped around her hips. They swayed together slowly to the music, melting into each others touch. He rested his head on her shoulder, his hot breath leaving goosebumps on her skin.

“This isn’t my wheelhouse,” he quietly whispered into her ear, sending shivers down her spine. “Why, better when other music is playing?” she whispered back sarcastically. “Everyone here’s lucky they aren’t playing salsa right now, or I’d be stealing the show.” Lorena let out a laugh. “Is that so?” He nodded, a huge smirk on his face. “I’m more of mambo person myself,” she responded. He smiled at her remark. “You’ll have to teach me some day.”

She struggled to keep the smile on her face as those words entered her head. You’ll have to teach me some day. She hadn’t even begun to think about it. What she would do after this mission was over. The whole point of doing this was so she could be granted her freedom. She wanted it so badly a couple of days ago. But now. She hadn’t even thought of staying as a possibility. Because to her, it wasn’t. She couldn’t invade Miguel’s life like that. She wasn’t even 100% sure how she felt about him, much less on how he felt about her. Besides, no matter how much she just wanted to settle down with someone. To live an actual life. She didn’t deserve it. 

Pulling away from him was like separating herself from her source of life, but she did it anyways. “You okay?” Miguel asked concerned. “Yeah, I just gotta freshen up for a second,” she said, wiping her nose. She turned around quickly to get away. Too quickly though, bumping into someone’s back on her way to the bathroom. 

Knocked off her balance, and her headband knocked out of her hair, she fell to the floor on her ass. “Sorry about that,” she said, slightly dissociated, reaching out for her headband. The stranger also reached down to help with her headband. “It’s okay, don’t worry about it gorgeous.”

Her heart dropped to her stomach.

That voice.

“Don’t lose your heart.”

She desperately wanted to keep her eyes glued to the floor. She didn’t want to look at him. But she had to keep her cover up. So she did, as slowly as she could though. And it was the worst possibly outcome.

He looked just like him. Strawberry blonde hair. Deep blue eyes. Small scar just above right eyebrow. His bottom two teeth fighting for room on the bottom row of his mouth. There was only one difference though. One of her favorite parts about him. This Eddie was missing his freckles. His beautiful light brown freckles.

She gave the stranger with her dead boyfriend’s face a strained smile while she grabbed her headband and rushed behind to the door. Her own brain pounding in her head was too loud for her to hear Miguel as she nearly ran passed him. She slammed the door to the outside open as she took in the air like it was her first breath ever. Even if she was outside now, she kept running. She sprinted down the streets, not taking any of her surroundings into account. She saw him in everyone’s face. His ghost had always been haunting her, but she wasn’t ready for him to move from behind her back to in front of her face. She ran so far and so fast until her legs ached, and even after that. She didn’t even know where she was going. She didn’t care. She just needed to get away from him as quickly as possible. Even if that meant leaving Miguel behind too. 

Her sprint was interrupted when her foot was caught in a change in the elevation on the sidewalk. Her face slammed into the concrete sidewalk, scraping her cheek and her knees. She used the rest of her strength, all drained out from her bolting, to crawl into a nearby alley. She made her way to the back and slunk down into the corner, hoping to meld into the brick behind her. Especially if it meant she never had to see him again.

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a/n: THIS TOOK ME SO LONG OH MY GOD. sorry if i messed some stuff up with the drinks, i dont drink so i really have no idea (im just a stoner instead lmao). UGH BUT I THINK THIS WAS MY FAVORITE CHAPTER TO WRITE I LOVED IT AND I HOPE YOU GUYS DID TOO

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[katyobsesses]

I think one of my fave glee AUs that i have floating around my head is a Quinntina one where they were best friends as kids, before Lucy became Quinn (i like to call them Luna <3)

Like everything happens exactly the same as Canon, basically - Tina doesn't recognise Quinn as Quinn, Quinn doesn't recognised Tina in her Punk get up (it's been a few years! or Possibly in this AU Tina is adopted by the Cohen-Changs after Lucy becomes Quinn, or maybe before and that's why Lucy become Quinn (idk haven't planned that far yet in my head) so Quinn doesn't recognise her surname either?) - but when the whole Prom Queen thing happens where Lauren reveals Quinn's true nature, Tina, obviously, recognises that Quinn, recognises Lucy.

But she doesn't bring it up, maybe brings it up to Mike but not to Quinn. They're not close, in canon, Tina is on the outskirts, Quinn is popular, Quinn wasn't the nicest to Tina S1/S2, etc. But then Tina does her whole Mod/60s makeover, and Quinn goes all Skank!Quinn and maybe that could be when Quinn recognises Tina as her old friend Tina, or maybe Tina is the one to go to Quinn instead of Rachel and she called her Lucy, reveals herself as Quinn's childhood friend Tina, manages to get her to rejoin glee maybe, or at least rekindles their friendship in some way (i'm thinking no Shelby stuff in this AU, she's still in NY or whatever, and keeping Skank!Quinn because Tina encourages her to 'find herself' or whatever)

Obviously Tina was the first girl Lucy had a crush on, and vice versa. Tina's Bi, Quinn probably a lesbian (or bi, my headcanon on that always flip flops depending on if i'm in a Quick mood or not lol). They were each other's first kiss, all those good Childhood friends to lovers stuff!

But yeah, that's kinda all i have?? I just love the idea of the both of them being the bookworm kids in the class, the outcasts, and being friends and then moving away, the obliviousness of their identities, the best friends to enemies to friends to lovers type of deal!

[sidetongue]

Sorry if this is inappropriate but I was wondering what staying in the vets is like for animals. I assume they're too sick to be scared but do you give them pats/treats if they're allowed to have them? I am bringing my baby home to see how he improves but I think I'd feel like a bad parent for leaving him with the vet. I already feel bad for bringing him home in case the staff think it's a money thing. I'm not looking for validation, I'm curious what it's like for them to stay with the vet

A cool question!

Very different for each individual pet. Cats tend to hate the vet experience more, and will usually squish themselves in the corner of their cage and wait for it all to be over. We do things to help them feel safe such as offering them something to hide in, putting a visual barrier on their cage, spraying Feliway, and dimming the lights. This way they don’t have to watch all the hustle and bustle of the clinic and they’ll be more likely to relax. Confident, happy kitties will often sit at the gate and scream/head butt the bars - in which case YES they will receive pats and praise every time someone walks past, it’s impossible not to lol.

If dogs are nervous or scared we will put a barrier up for them also to reduce visual stimulation, they can sometimes be given a sedative, and absolutely someone will sit with them and comfort them IF they respond well. Some dogs say ‘oh goodness thank you I just needed a cuddle, I was feeling really worried’ whereas others say ‘no, you’re not my mum, I don’t want you touching me right now’. It’s important for us to respect their boundaries in these situations as a LOT of the time we’re unable to respect boundaries when handling, restraining, positioning etc. every little bit of awareness helps!

Pets who enjoy interaction will get pats, walks, treats etc. regularly to keep their stay as enriched as possible depending on their physical limitations. For instance, when I’m the first one on in the morning - you bet the hospitalised cavoodle is allowed out of his cage to trot around with me! Going to make a coffee? Come to the kitchen with me Larry. Setting up the treatment room for the day? Come and hang out with me Larry. Those 15 minutes of exercise, enrichment, and social interaction can brighten their mood considerably.

We do often get clients who do not wish to leave their pets overnight. The general consensus is that the pet will stress and fret away from home, which is absolutely a valid concern. Added stress is no good for healing. However, we need to weigh the risk of a stressful night in clinic with the risk of them deteriorating at home without supportive care. If your vet says they wish to keep them because fluid therapy is indicated (having them on an IV overnight), and you say no because they’ll fret.. it’s likely your vet may feel a little frustrated or disheartened as a night of mental discomfort is often less detrimental than skipping that much- needed fluid support. HOWEVER, if your dog was just to be held overnight for observation, exercise restriction, etc. and you feel you can manage them at home - then I’m sure your vet would be fine with that! Especially if you know your pet is a stresser.

I’ve only worked at clinics that close up of a night time. Vets will often come back to check patients throughout the night, and cameras are set up for constant monitoring, but for the most part the clinic is dark and empty. Sounds scary, but sick animals tend to use this time for some much needed rest. It’s quiet, temperature controlled, food and water is readily available as well as comfy bedding, and most of the time they’re receiving IV fluids and maybe even a pain relief CRI. It’s very rare for a pet to stay up barking/pacing/worrying all night. They usually sleep like babies. IF they stay up and bark bark bark - it’s usually an indicator that they are bored and feeling MUCH better, and are often ready to go home the next day lol!

[ruthlesslistener]

Ok idk how to phrase this because language is hard so sorry if it sounds weird but

What are your headacanons on fav cuddling positions for some of your hk ships? (Mainly palewatcher lol but I’m also very curious about wl x dryya (idk the ship name) or any other ships you might have)

Anyways I love your blog! <3

NEVER APOLOGIZE FOR ENABLING ME.

Anyways yes hello I love cuddling headcanons and will answer them for pretty much any combo, be it platonic or romantic, bc cuddling...good

Palewatcher- PK prefers to be physically resting on/coiled around his partners, so he'll usually either lay down on Lurien's chest or spoon him! In both cases, he'll rest his chin on Lurien's ruff (bc somft) and coil his tail around one leg, loosely draping his arms over Lurien's torso (or holding his hand bc even if he is a bastard, he is v. soft with his mates). Lurien's fine with pretty much anything because he's touch-starved to hell and back, but he especially likes feeling PK's weight on him, as the pressure calms him down a great deal. He's also the type to pull PK closer and either press PK's face into the crook of his neck or to squash his own face into PK's shoulder, oftentimes while sleepily rubbing a hand up and down wherever he can reach in a before-bed grooming ritual. If they're just cuddling together without the intention of sleeping, then they'll usually sit side by side with their heads on each other's shoulders, or their foreheads/temples touching. They're not really a verbally sappy couple, it's all about physical touch and the allowance of it that does it for them

(Also Lurien totally would be the big spoon if he could, but the horns + PK not liking his wings being touched means that's kind of impossible, rip)

Wyrmroot- My hc for WL is that she's the most comfortable when she's sleeping upright, so what she normally does when in bed with PK is recline against the headboard, with PK draping himself over her lap under the covers- the more hidden, the better! She'll usually coil her roots around him to embrace him, which in turn helps him feel more secure and protected. Alternatively, he'll coil up by her side, with his head resting on her thigh, but what's most common for them both is for him to be lounging on her under the covers while she cradles him close to her. Non-sleeping snuggling can vary wildly, but almost always involves PK being picked up and carried by WL, something he only really tolerates from people he trusts (...which is minimal)

WL/Dryya (man we gotta come up with a ship name for them...kinda leaning towards fierceroot or something, idk)- I can't see Dryya having the luxury to sleep on the job often, but I can def. see her leaning her head on WL's shoulder to let her stroke her horns, perhaps taking quick naps to refresh while WL focuses on her work of maintaining the kingdom's crops and ecosystem through her roots. I can also see Dryya preferring to sleep with her back pressed securely up against her queen while she rests, taking comfort in her prescence while also being ready to spring into action. WL def. wouldn't do the coiling grasp around her like she does for her husband (bc Dryya either sleeps super lightly or deep enougb to be very startled by constraints if she jolts awake, but she would put an arm around her waist, or perhaps pull her up into her arms so that she can comfortably hold her without inhibiting her too much. They're more side snugglers than stackers, so with them there's a lot of arms thrown around shoulders, waists, or stomachs, lol

Bonus Crimson Nails, bc I've been in a Mood for them recently: Xero always ends up under Markoth's wing. Always. Markoth always is v. gruff/in denial about it, but if he doesn't wake up snug against a fluffy chest in a moth wing burrito roll, then SOMETHING is wrong, bc Markoth is just one of those guys who's a bear hugger even if he doesn't seem like it (or a headlocker, depending on the position)

As for Xero? He's one of those dudes who'll grab his partner's ass and/or stick his hand between their legs while dead asleep. Literally zero sexual motivations to it lol, he's just a low hugger and Markoth has to 'deal' with it, even if it ends up with Xero awkwardly hugging his knees while dead asleep. The shit u do when you're a grumpy ghost in love, amirite?